Today I am finding myself annoyed by small things. I suppose it has to do with the fact that I'm working and overloaded with work right now. Mr.P is at home enjoying a day off. Our house is a total mess and we're supposed to host a family get together tomorrow.
First I have to say that I am very proud of Mr.P today. He called me up a bit ago and asked me how to start the dishwashers (no, it's not a new dishwasher. It came with our house we've lived in for 1.5 years!) Obviously this is a big deal that he is doing the dishes. However, it took about 5 minutes of me explaining and him trying to figure out how to start the dishwasher. It's not rocket science! Finally he got it figured out. I instructed him on how to start some laundry next if he is feeling domestic...
At work I have been dealing with a crazy rush of paperwork- all by myself. There were three of us in the office, but J died a few months ago and has not been replaced. T is on vacation through next week, and I am holding down the fort. Normally this would be fine, except right now is one of our busiest times of the year. For each email I answer, another 2 come in. Hopefully this weekend the incoming will slow down so I can get caught up.
One thing that drives me crazy is when people call me to ask for my fax number or email address, and when I start to give them the info they put me on hold to find a pen/pencil to write down the info. WTF? You're calling to get some info, and you don't already have a pen/pencil in hand? Seriously! This has happened to me 3 times today.
On a positive note, I am looking forward to this evening. We have dinner plans with a friend we haven't seen in a long time. We were supposed to go to a party, but instead we decided to stay home and watch movies and clean our house. After being gone so much of December, it will be nice to spend the evening in.
Happy New Year! I have high hopes for 2009 being a great year....
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Monday, December 29, 2008
Happy two years.
Today is Mr.P and I's two year anniversary! We were married twice...some people already know this. We were legally married on December 29, 2006. That was the same day Mr.P officially proposed to me with a diamond ring. Three hours later we were married at the courthouse; but this was planned more than a month in advance. It's not like we skipped off to the courthouse to get married. We knew we were going to get married and it helped solve some logistical issues right away (insurance and immigration). We had a large church wedding with reception in September 2007.
Tonight was an uneventful anniversary...we ate grilled cheese sandwiches for dinner, took a nap together on the couch, and watched our favorite tv show "How I Met Your Mother." After that we went grocery shopping. Yup, we're officially boring married people :-)
In other marriage news...I was SHOCKED to read on people.com today that Ben Gibbard is engaged to actress/singer Zooey Deschanel. I love Ben Gibbard and both his bands (Death Cab and Postal Service). I was shocked to hear he was even dating someone else, I was under the impression that he was still dating his longtime girlfriend of the past 5+ years, Joan. I occassionally follow Joan's art website, and I seem to recall that at least into the summer it listed her contact address as the condo that they shared on Capital Hill. However, the articles I found online about Ben and Zooey's romance says they've been dating for a year. WTF? Is Ben a cheater?! I hope not, but right now all signs are pointing to yes...
Tonight was an uneventful anniversary...we ate grilled cheese sandwiches for dinner, took a nap together on the couch, and watched our favorite tv show "How I Met Your Mother." After that we went grocery shopping. Yup, we're officially boring married people :-)
In other marriage news...I was SHOCKED to read on people.com today that Ben Gibbard is engaged to actress/singer Zooey Deschanel. I love Ben Gibbard and both his bands (Death Cab and Postal Service). I was shocked to hear he was even dating someone else, I was under the impression that he was still dating his longtime girlfriend of the past 5+ years, Joan. I occassionally follow Joan's art website, and I seem to recall that at least into the summer it listed her contact address as the condo that they shared on Capital Hill. However, the articles I found online about Ben and Zooey's romance says they've been dating for a year. WTF? Is Ben a cheater?! I hope not, but right now all signs are pointing to yes...
Saturday, December 27, 2008
AAA sucks.
Mr.P is a genius to plan our trip to Mexico during the worst snow storm Seattle has seen in more than 10 years! We got really lucky. The cruise was great, it was relaxing, and we met a lot of nice people. Mr.P loved it, I don't think I've ever seen him so happy! It was nice to visit a few places in Mexico, and the people were very friendly, but the peddlers trying to sell things were beyond aggressive. If given the choice, I would much prefer Hawaii for a warm/tropical winter vacation because at least there you can relax on the beach without being hassled every 30 seconds!
We bypassed the snow since we had already arranged to fly from LA to Idaho after the cruise. We spend 5 days in Idaho, and came home late on Christmas night. It was an OK Christmas, with minimal drama and arguing, but there was enough of those things to make me not want to spend Christmas with my side of the family for a few years. My mom is the most passive-aggressive person I've ever dealt with. She holds grudges and tries to manipulate other people's feelings by bringing up old issues. I don't tolerate that very well. My father is an absolute mess, he takes horrible care of himself and it's hard for me to sit back and watch as he contributes to his own demise (he's got congestive heart failure and he's a hard core alcoholic. Not a good combination).
On Friday morning we attempted to dig out my car that was buried under more than a foot of snow! Our neighbor had borrowed our shovel and hadn't return it and was nowhere to be found...so we had to dig the car out with a dust pan (let me tell you how efficient that was). But after digging it out we realized it was dead. Battery dead. I'm not sure why this happened (the car is only 3 years old!) We called AAA, and after being on hold for over a half hour, we were told that they could not come jump start our car because they were only responding to real emergencies. Um...isn't that what the police and fire dept are for? We PAY for AAA to help us with car problems. At that point we were angry and hungry so we set out on foot to walk to the grocery store. A few blocks from our house, we passed an autobody shop. I suggested we stop in and ask if they had a portable jumper kit. Guess what? They did! The guy gave it to us to borrow without even asking for ID or money or anything, he just said to bring it back. So 5 minutes later our car was up and running.
It's nice to be home and back to our normal lives...but I have to work all weekend to catch up on stuff so that is not very much fun. Otherwise, nothing else to report!
We bypassed the snow since we had already arranged to fly from LA to Idaho after the cruise. We spend 5 days in Idaho, and came home late on Christmas night. It was an OK Christmas, with minimal drama and arguing, but there was enough of those things to make me not want to spend Christmas with my side of the family for a few years. My mom is the most passive-aggressive person I've ever dealt with. She holds grudges and tries to manipulate other people's feelings by bringing up old issues. I don't tolerate that very well. My father is an absolute mess, he takes horrible care of himself and it's hard for me to sit back and watch as he contributes to his own demise (he's got congestive heart failure and he's a hard core alcoholic. Not a good combination).
On Friday morning we attempted to dig out my car that was buried under more than a foot of snow! Our neighbor had borrowed our shovel and hadn't return it and was nowhere to be found...so we had to dig the car out with a dust pan (let me tell you how efficient that was). But after digging it out we realized it was dead. Battery dead. I'm not sure why this happened (the car is only 3 years old!) We called AAA, and after being on hold for over a half hour, we were told that they could not come jump start our car because they were only responding to real emergencies. Um...isn't that what the police and fire dept are for? We PAY for AAA to help us with car problems. At that point we were angry and hungry so we set out on foot to walk to the grocery store. A few blocks from our house, we passed an autobody shop. I suggested we stop in and ask if they had a portable jumper kit. Guess what? They did! The guy gave it to us to borrow without even asking for ID or money or anything, he just said to bring it back. So 5 minutes later our car was up and running.
It's nice to be home and back to our normal lives...but I have to work all weekend to catch up on stuff so that is not very much fun. Otherwise, nothing else to report!
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas...
Amazon is awesome, they have saved my life! In the past week I have successfully finished all of our Christmas shopping. I ordered most of our gifts from Amazon. For Peter's family I had them sent to our house with two day shipping (arrived yesterday). I got everything wrapped last night and ready to send off today! For the items I ordered for my family I am having them delivered directly to my sister's house. I can wrap the gifts when I get there on the 20th. It's so nice to have my shopping done, now I can relax, enjoy the Christmas music on the radio, and best of all - avoid the malls! Woo-hoo.
I also ordered the rest of the Twilight series to read over my vacation, and Mr.P got some boring accounting/financial books to read on our trip. Yeah, we're taking a trip....a cruise to Mexico! I'm excited, I've never been to Mexico, and I'm looking forward to having a nice relaxing time before Christmas. I am a little sad we don't have a tree or decorations, but Mr.P has promised me that next year we will get a tree.
I also ordered the rest of the Twilight series to read over my vacation, and Mr.P got some boring accounting/financial books to read on our trip. Yeah, we're taking a trip....a cruise to Mexico! I'm excited, I've never been to Mexico, and I'm looking forward to having a nice relaxing time before Christmas. I am a little sad we don't have a tree or decorations, but Mr.P has promised me that next year we will get a tree.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Home, sweet, home.
I just read an online article about another "ABC Home Makeover" family who is facing foreclosure. I want to say it's the 3rd article I've read in recent months about Home Makeover recipients at risk of losing their homes. Two of these cases (including the one I just read) note that the family chose to take out a large home equity loan against the house and now they're behind on their payment since the ARM has reset. That is unfortunate, and I do feel bad for people facing the stress of losing their home. However, I also feel like people need to be responsible. Not only do the people from this show get a brand new beautiful custom home, it's mortgage free. I think that taking out a loan against a gift like this is really stupid, and frankly, it's also greedy.
I've struggled a lot with my feelings about the recent gov't bailouts, and the plans being created to help people keep their homes. I want to see people succeed, but I also have a hard time reconciling my own situation with those of people in a tough situation because I feel like ultimately there needs to be some level of personal responsibility and accountability.
When Mr.P and I bought our house, we ended up buying a smaller house then we would have liked. We chose our house based off the neighborhood we wanted to live in, and we made sure to find a house that was well within our financial means (it's scary to think how much our mortgage guy was willing to finance us for!) We pay our mortgage on time, and since we did not max ourselves out with a larger/more expensive house, we're able to enjoy a comfortable lifestyle. We chose a 30 year fixed payment mortgage, though the interest rates on those ARM mortgages was enticing since they offered intro rates quite lower than our 30 year fixed rate. We felt the responsible thing to do was to go with the 30 year fixed, even if it meant paying a higher interest rate.
When I hear stories of people who are in over their heads having bought a house much more expensive than they could realistically afford, or their ARM has now reset, or they didn't fully understand the paperwork they signed getting into their mortgage, or they've taken out a loan against their property and now can't afford to repay that loan....it all makes me head spin. I also feel a little angry because I am responsible, and now I feel like all the people who aren't responsible are messing up the economy and housing market for the rest of us. Why should one person get a bail out (of taxpayer dollars), while I'm over here paying my mortgage on time?
I've struggled a lot with my feelings about the recent gov't bailouts, and the plans being created to help people keep their homes. I want to see people succeed, but I also have a hard time reconciling my own situation with those of people in a tough situation because I feel like ultimately there needs to be some level of personal responsibility and accountability.
When Mr.P and I bought our house, we ended up buying a smaller house then we would have liked. We chose our house based off the neighborhood we wanted to live in, and we made sure to find a house that was well within our financial means (it's scary to think how much our mortgage guy was willing to finance us for!) We pay our mortgage on time, and since we did not max ourselves out with a larger/more expensive house, we're able to enjoy a comfortable lifestyle. We chose a 30 year fixed payment mortgage, though the interest rates on those ARM mortgages was enticing since they offered intro rates quite lower than our 30 year fixed rate. We felt the responsible thing to do was to go with the 30 year fixed, even if it meant paying a higher interest rate.
When I hear stories of people who are in over their heads having bought a house much more expensive than they could realistically afford, or their ARM has now reset, or they didn't fully understand the paperwork they signed getting into their mortgage, or they've taken out a loan against their property and now can't afford to repay that loan....it all makes me head spin. I also feel a little angry because I am responsible, and now I feel like all the people who aren't responsible are messing up the economy and housing market for the rest of us. Why should one person get a bail out (of taxpayer dollars), while I'm over here paying my mortgage on time?
Thursday, December 4, 2008
A sea of red tail lights.
They (whoever *they* are, right?) always say that the most common issue couples fight about is money. Not Mr.P and I! I can count on one hand how many times in 2.5 years we've fought about money. We are very good about discussing purchases with each other and we have similar values about saving and spending.
The number one issue we fight about....TRAFFIC! Sounds silly, right? Nobody likes traffic. I certainly don't. Last week when we spent 3 hours in stop and go traffic from LA to San Bernadino I wanted to gouge my own eyes out. But traffic is a part of life, especially living in an urban area. Seattle has a pretty bad traffic problem.
Mr.P hates traffic more than anything else. If a traffic jam stands between him and being somewhere at a given time, he'll just wait until traffic has cleared and show up late (sometimes grossly late) for an event. To me this is unacceptable. If you have a commitment to be somewhere at a given time, you need to be there. Even if it means leaving 45 minutes earlier to sit in traffic in order to get to said place.
Mr.P on the other hand becomes the biggest whiny baby and has a hard time compromising on the issue. Like tonight...we're supposed to go out to dinner with an old friend who is in town for business. Mr.P asked me if it would be alright for him to be an hour late so that he could wait until after traffic clears. My answer? No. I think that he should suck it up and sit in traffic so that he can be here on time. He's got 13 minutes to get here....
The number one issue we fight about....TRAFFIC! Sounds silly, right? Nobody likes traffic. I certainly don't. Last week when we spent 3 hours in stop and go traffic from LA to San Bernadino I wanted to gouge my own eyes out. But traffic is a part of life, especially living in an urban area. Seattle has a pretty bad traffic problem.
Mr.P hates traffic more than anything else. If a traffic jam stands between him and being somewhere at a given time, he'll just wait until traffic has cleared and show up late (sometimes grossly late) for an event. To me this is unacceptable. If you have a commitment to be somewhere at a given time, you need to be there. Even if it means leaving 45 minutes earlier to sit in traffic in order to get to said place.
Mr.P on the other hand becomes the biggest whiny baby and has a hard time compromising on the issue. Like tonight...we're supposed to go out to dinner with an old friend who is in town for business. Mr.P asked me if it would be alright for him to be an hour late so that he could wait until after traffic clears. My answer? No. I think that he should suck it up and sit in traffic so that he can be here on time. He's got 13 minutes to get here....
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
I'm learning what not to do with a baby.
As I've expressed before - I am not by nature a kid/baby person, despite my intense longing for a baby of my own. I have a lot to learn, and at times I have moments of panic about our current baby making ventures where I think, "Crap! What are we doing? Can we do this? OMG!!!" But for the most part I feel ready and I am eager to learn. (Side note: in ordering some Christmas gifts from Gap.com I couldn't resist ordering the cutest onesie for our stash. It's navy blue with a bottle on it and says "just add milk" across the front).
This past week we spent with my cousin A, who has a 4 month old baby, I saw many things that I would personally not do as a mother. I do feel bad for them, they have a very very fussy baby. She cries all the time, doesn't sleep more than 2 hours, and she has a projectile vomitting problem. My cousin seems to think that the solution to her baby's crying is to feed it. So basically, the baby gets fed every hour. Seriously, every hour. This seemed very strange to me, even with my limited baby knowledge...my sister's kids only fed every 3-4 hours. What is normal? Just because the baby is crying doesn't mean it needs to be fed, right?
The problem I saw with feeding the kid every hour is that it was still digesting it's previous hours meal, so by stuffing it's face again, the only thing it could do was projectile vomit half of what it ate. Lovely. Everyone in our group got vomitted on at least once a day. From what I understand, babies that young do not have a developed esophgus which is why they spit up/vomit. Also, my cousin did not have her baby on a schedule. The kid would be up being held and bounced at midnight while us grown ups were watching a movie! My sister has told me that having kids on a schedule is extremely important in keeping them happy and sleeping normally.
I was a little nervous about Mr.P being around such a fussy baby, thinking he'd be scared shitless and would want to delay our family planning. However, he didn't seemed too phased by the baby crying and he spent a lot of time holding and playing with her (which meant he got puked on many times). I felt relieved when he told me on the way back to Seattle that he is hoping we have a baby in 2009.
This past week we spent with my cousin A, who has a 4 month old baby, I saw many things that I would personally not do as a mother. I do feel bad for them, they have a very very fussy baby. She cries all the time, doesn't sleep more than 2 hours, and she has a projectile vomitting problem. My cousin seems to think that the solution to her baby's crying is to feed it. So basically, the baby gets fed every hour. Seriously, every hour. This seemed very strange to me, even with my limited baby knowledge...my sister's kids only fed every 3-4 hours. What is normal? Just because the baby is crying doesn't mean it needs to be fed, right?
The problem I saw with feeding the kid every hour is that it was still digesting it's previous hours meal, so by stuffing it's face again, the only thing it could do was projectile vomit half of what it ate. Lovely. Everyone in our group got vomitted on at least once a day. From what I understand, babies that young do not have a developed esophgus which is why they spit up/vomit. Also, my cousin did not have her baby on a schedule. The kid would be up being held and bounced at midnight while us grown ups were watching a movie! My sister has told me that having kids on a schedule is extremely important in keeping them happy and sleeping normally.
I was a little nervous about Mr.P being around such a fussy baby, thinking he'd be scared shitless and would want to delay our family planning. However, he didn't seemed too phased by the baby crying and he spent a lot of time holding and playing with her (which meant he got puked on many times). I felt relieved when he told me on the way back to Seattle that he is hoping we have a baby in 2009.
I can't believe it's already December!
I'm back! I survived a week offline. Seriously, no email, no blogging, no blog reading, no online newspapers, just old fashion hanging out and talking. We left last Tuesday for Southern California, and just returned today. It's good to be back! I love Seattle so much.
I have so many things to blog about, so instead of rambling on with each topic, I'll try to sum them up here:
1. Not all cousins are created equally. The cousins we went to visit were my dad's sister's daughters. There are 4 of them, but only 3 were there for the holiday. The one who we were staying with, A, is the same age as me, and my closest cousin growing up. Her younger sister, D, is two years younger than us. The youngest in their family, W, flew in from her college on the east coast. I've seen A a few times in the past year, and I saw D last Thanksgiving when she came to my house. I hadn't seen W in 5 years (she's now 21). I cannot believe how rude she was! She threw two tantrums over the 3 days we spent with her (seriously, a 21 year old throwing a tantrum is just sad. I have zero tolerance for that kind of behavior). She left early Saturday morning, and I was quite happy to then have 3 full days with my two lovely and awesome cousins.
2. Twilight. I've heard about the hype of this series/movie over the past month, and I've offically jumped on the bandwagon. All 3 cousins I was visiting had read the books and they wanted to see the movie so I went along. It was great! I really enjoyed the movie. It made Western Washington look awesome! I started feeling homesick for my lovely trees, rain, clouds. On Friday night after the movie I started reading the first book, and I'm almost done with it. It's a little simple writing for my taste (probably why it's such a hit with teens/tweens) but entertaining. I want to go see the movie again after I finish the book later this week.
3. Baby making. I ovulated! Woo-hoo, the drugs worked! I was a little nervous about how things would work out with traveling and timing. I was equiped with the digital ovulation prediction kit the doctor gave me (which was handy enough to keep in my purse). One of the problems with the test is that it is most acurate if you have not peed in more than 4 hours, and it is best to test it in the middle of the day (it has to do with hormone levels). This is tough for me because I drink a lot of water and rarely go hours between bathroom visits. The doctor told me to start testing on cycle day 10 (which was Thanksgiving) and to anticipate ovulation most likely happening on cycle day 14-16. On Friday (cycle day 11) we were out and about and I didn't get to use the bathroom until about 5 PM, having not gone since 10 that morning. As I sat in the stall of the public bathroom at the Santa Monica Pier, I thought "what the heck" and took the test. On the digital test you get a smiley face when it detects the ovulation hormone that will be present the day prior to ovulation, otherwise it just gives you an empty circle. I got a smiley face! Luckily, due to overcrowding at my cousin A's apartment, Friday was one of the nights Mr.P and I elected to stay at the nearby Holiday Inn Express. So now I'm 3DPO (3 days post ovulation). The books all say that if timing is right, there is a 20% chance of viable pregnancy happening. So we'll see...at least we'll find out before our trip to Mexico.
4. California. I could never live in California, especially Southern California. I don't like palm trees, smog, or desert hills. The traffic is insane, it seemed like the LA area was one giant sprawl of suburbs and strip malls. I find palm trees to be very ugly and weird looking, and personally I don't like being out in the sun. We spent Saturday and Sunday out near Palm Springs in the real desert...it was 100 degrees there! That is crazy. I hate hot weather. It was a fun place to visit for a few days, but like I said...I could never live there and be happy. Plus, they have a black widow spider problem. Yuck! I'm not a big fan of spiders, especially poisonous ones.
5. Friends. We got to see two good friends (in addition to all the cousins we saw in California). My friend A is one of my oldest friends (our parents were friends so we were in playpens together). Even though our families have drifted apart and we live in totally different states, it is so great to still be in touch. It's nice to have a friend like her who I've known my whole life, and I wish we lived closer to each other so I could see her/hang out more often (because I'm terrible about email and facebook). We also got to see my friend M who I met through Craigslist a few years ago from a roommate ad. We clicked and ended up becoming good friends. She's actually the one responsible for setting up Mr.P and I, so we will forever be grateful to her for her matchmaking skills :-)
It's already the 2nd of December and I'm starting to feel the holiday crunch time stress...so many gifts to make and buy, and so little time!
I have so many things to blog about, so instead of rambling on with each topic, I'll try to sum them up here:
1. Not all cousins are created equally. The cousins we went to visit were my dad's sister's daughters. There are 4 of them, but only 3 were there for the holiday. The one who we were staying with, A, is the same age as me, and my closest cousin growing up. Her younger sister, D, is two years younger than us. The youngest in their family, W, flew in from her college on the east coast. I've seen A a few times in the past year, and I saw D last Thanksgiving when she came to my house. I hadn't seen W in 5 years (she's now 21). I cannot believe how rude she was! She threw two tantrums over the 3 days we spent with her (seriously, a 21 year old throwing a tantrum is just sad. I have zero tolerance for that kind of behavior). She left early Saturday morning, and I was quite happy to then have 3 full days with my two lovely and awesome cousins.
2. Twilight. I've heard about the hype of this series/movie over the past month, and I've offically jumped on the bandwagon. All 3 cousins I was visiting had read the books and they wanted to see the movie so I went along. It was great! I really enjoyed the movie. It made Western Washington look awesome! I started feeling homesick for my lovely trees, rain, clouds. On Friday night after the movie I started reading the first book, and I'm almost done with it. It's a little simple writing for my taste (probably why it's such a hit with teens/tweens) but entertaining. I want to go see the movie again after I finish the book later this week.
3. Baby making. I ovulated! Woo-hoo, the drugs worked! I was a little nervous about how things would work out with traveling and timing. I was equiped with the digital ovulation prediction kit the doctor gave me (which was handy enough to keep in my purse). One of the problems with the test is that it is most acurate if you have not peed in more than 4 hours, and it is best to test it in the middle of the day (it has to do with hormone levels). This is tough for me because I drink a lot of water and rarely go hours between bathroom visits. The doctor told me to start testing on cycle day 10 (which was Thanksgiving) and to anticipate ovulation most likely happening on cycle day 14-16. On Friday (cycle day 11) we were out and about and I didn't get to use the bathroom until about 5 PM, having not gone since 10 that morning. As I sat in the stall of the public bathroom at the Santa Monica Pier, I thought "what the heck" and took the test. On the digital test you get a smiley face when it detects the ovulation hormone that will be present the day prior to ovulation, otherwise it just gives you an empty circle. I got a smiley face! Luckily, due to overcrowding at my cousin A's apartment, Friday was one of the nights Mr.P and I elected to stay at the nearby Holiday Inn Express. So now I'm 3DPO (3 days post ovulation). The books all say that if timing is right, there is a 20% chance of viable pregnancy happening. So we'll see...at least we'll find out before our trip to Mexico.
4. California. I could never live in California, especially Southern California. I don't like palm trees, smog, or desert hills. The traffic is insane, it seemed like the LA area was one giant sprawl of suburbs and strip malls. I find palm trees to be very ugly and weird looking, and personally I don't like being out in the sun. We spent Saturday and Sunday out near Palm Springs in the real desert...it was 100 degrees there! That is crazy. I hate hot weather. It was a fun place to visit for a few days, but like I said...I could never live there and be happy. Plus, they have a black widow spider problem. Yuck! I'm not a big fan of spiders, especially poisonous ones.
5. Friends. We got to see two good friends (in addition to all the cousins we saw in California). My friend A is one of my oldest friends (our parents were friends so we were in playpens together). Even though our families have drifted apart and we live in totally different states, it is so great to still be in touch. It's nice to have a friend like her who I've known my whole life, and I wish we lived closer to each other so I could see her/hang out more often (because I'm terrible about email and facebook). We also got to see my friend M who I met through Craigslist a few years ago from a roommate ad. We clicked and ended up becoming good friends. She's actually the one responsible for setting up Mr.P and I, so we will forever be grateful to her for her matchmaking skills :-)
It's already the 2nd of December and I'm starting to feel the holiday crunch time stress...so many gifts to make and buy, and so little time!
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